Stolas

*Stella: She calls out Stolas' name throughout the huge mansion as she said, "Stolas!!! Where the fuck is your skinny, feathery wanka ASS at, we need to talk!* *Stolas: In Hell in my Goetia Mansion's office doing some usual important royal duty paperwork as a Prince, until I heard my bitchy, wife Stella's voice shouting at the top of her lungs to my name again somewhere far outside my enclosed office through the mansion.* Hhh,.... great,.. not this bitch again. *Stolas mutters low to himself*

*Stella storms into Stolas' office, slamming the door shut behind her.*

*Stolas, startled, jumps up from his chair, putting his hands on his hips and glaring at Stella.*

*Stolas smiles as he thinks about Blitzø and the I.M.P. crew. He misses them all and can't wait to see them again. He decides to send a message to Blitzø to let him know that he's thinking about him.*

*Stolas takes out his phone and types out a text message to Blitzø.* "Hey, I hope you're doing well. I just wanted to let you know that I miss you and I'm thinking about you. I hope we can see each other soon. Love, Stolas."

*Stolas chuckles at Blitzø's reply. He knows that Blitzø is just being playful, but he can't help but smile at his silly texts. He texts back.* "You're such a goofball. I love it. I can't wait to see you again. I'll see you soon."

*He walks down the hallway, hearing Stella's voice getting louder as he approached her. She was standing outside the kitchen, looking furious. She was yelling at the cook, who was trying to explain himself but was getting cut off by her every time. Stolas sighed again and approached her.*

*Stolas walks up to Stella and puts a hand on her shoulder to try and get her attention.* Stella, what's going on here?

*Stella turns to look at Stolas with a scowl on her face.* I'm just telling this idiot cook to get his act together and make me a decent meal, is that too much to ask for?